One of the not-to-do things while you are in church is to think about something else. But how hard it is. Very hard. There I was, in the middle of the Creed, voices rising together, and suddenly my mind wandered.… Continue reading

Sunday afternoons have their own silence. After everyone has eaten and drifted into naps, those who stay awake often end up in front of a screen; phone, TV, or laptop. That was me. Scrolling without purpose, I found a recorded… Continue reading

Life takes us into different paths. At first, this is just a line you hear in passing, like a proverb whispered at the end of a journey. But one day you truly see it. One day, you realize the child… Continue reading

Welcome to Waza. Here we write, not because we hold the blueprint of life, but because something must be left behind. A spark, a mirror, a start. Yet we do understand that each problem in this world is peculiar. Each… Continue reading

Growing up, we had many friends. Then life scattered us; school, families shifting, new cities, new jobs. When we meet again, much has changed, but certain things always remain. One of those friends was my childhood neighbor. We went together… Continue reading